“If Odo wants to have dinner with me, then why doesn’t he ask me himself?”
“Because I’m asking you for him. And neither one of us will take ‘no’ for an answer.”
O’BRIEN [in Falcon voice] “Car trouble, Mr. Bashir?” [in normal voice] “Hi, Odo.”
To give us a fighting chance.
You’re out-manned, you’re out-gunned, you’re out-equipped. What else have you got?
Here it comes.
What I wouldn’t give right now for a whoopee cushion!
Water, room temperature.
Drink Slug-o-Cola, and keep your teeth a sparkling shade of green!
The distress call definitely came from one of the solar systems in this sector.
Tucked into the corner of that galaxy is a planet named Earth. On that planet is a city called Mantua. Go straight ahead past the fountain, turn right, then left, then right again. You’ll find yourself walking along the water, listening, as a man sings of his beloved’s unfaithful heart. And even the fish begin to weep.
Romulan ale is already illegal.
“Never get drunk unless you’re willing to pay for it the next day.”
I love grapplers.
Perhaps another time.
The universal translator is coming online, sir.
You remembered. I’m honored.
I’m allergic to Retinax.
Course laid in, sir.
I think I hate this plan, Data; we’re not even sure our warp jump will work!
T’ANA: “Would you stop messing with the tricorder? We’re about to be eaten alive!”
RUTHERFORD: “No can do, Dr. T. I’ve got this.” [finishes adjusting] “We mean you no harm. We just want to get out of this cave.”
GRAFFLAX: “Did you just talk to me?”
RUTHERFORD: “I adapted this translator based on your growls. Please don’t eat us.”